I slept in this morning after a late night out with party animal Sema Yıldız. A busy dancer in Turkey, Europe, and throughout the Middle East in the 70s, 80s, and into the 90s, Sema is retired from regular performances and now teaches workshops in Europe, Asia, and North America. Still, to see her flirt and party on a Saturday night, you’d think she was 22 years old. . . .
She invited me to a late dinner at Gar Gazino, where I had the privilege of watching Gül Nihal and
Updated 09-04-2011 at 04:25 PM by Lara Adrienne
Updated 11-28-2011 at 03:41 AM by JamilaJohari
I have been performing in Turkey since January. It's been full of ups and downs. After three months of performing every night in Bodrum, then returning to Istanbul for the last two weeks of the Holy Month of Ramazan, during which there is nearly no work for dancers, I am looking forward to breaking the "performance fast" tonight in Cihangir. I will be performing tonight, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. On Sunday, I've got the night off, then Monday, a show on a Bosphorus cruise.
Names of persons and places have been omitted to protect the guilty.
You know that hackneyed cliché, “everything happens for a reason,” that people like to say when misfortune knocks at your door? Well, it’s true. At the time, I probably would have pelted anyone who told me that there was a larger esoteric REASON why I got kicked out of the S*** Hotel. Looking back on it, however, I now understand why, in the larger scheme of things, this was a blessing in disguise.
Updated 09-20-2011 at 09:02 AM by Luna of Cairo
Of the seasons, I enjoy fall the most. Not only because my pasty-white skin likes the reprieve from the scalding sun (and subsequent "Lobster Girl" breakouts), but also because our local renaissance festival starts up.
It started last week but, because of a death in the family, I missed opening. No big deal, really; it's always over-packed then. With our state fair starting the following week, the second weekend of Fest is a little less hectic.